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“Swans,
when they have hard luck in the fall time… they can just go right
through the sky to heaven without dying. Swans are the only big animals
that God made that can go to heaven without dying.”
-
Charlie Yahey, Dunne-za Dreamer
one
cob less this April
perhaps an accident northward
some stalking misfortune
a contrary wind
three
and a half pair
nicker at new shoots, await
retreating ice
wholly
beautiful
the odd pen frets at stubble
in the long rays of darkening red sunset
how
brilliant her plumage!
how supple her long white neck
inclined to the horizon opposite
toward
a more delicate shift of light
©2000, Michael S. Queen. All rights reserved
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